Noel: are u… 🧐
Adam: no no no… I may look a bit like...., but I'm not. 😐
What's wrong? You seem… lost.
Noel: yep… a little bit. 😤
Adam: want to stay in my house for a while? 😐
Noel: huh…
Adam: it kinda feels like fate brought you here… I'm here, and you are too. 😐
Noel: …is it always this… convenient? 🧐
Adam: huh… yes? Why do you ask? 😐
Noel got up slowly from her place, arms crossed.
Noel (whispering): don't be this good… it's suspicious… that's why I'm here. 😤
Adam: if you don't want… 😐
Noel: of course I'm coming. I'm… hungry. 😤
Adam: …huh. ok .weird 😐
In Adam's house
Adam: it may look small, but make yourself comfortable. 😐
Noel looked around. it look like a joint family can live in that house
(Is this the reason the king said my house was like a shelter for a horse? 😤)
Noel: thanks… 😊
Adam: yeah… I forgot to ask… your name? 😐
Noel: …uh, Noel. 😊
Adam: alright… and… 😐
Noel: is there anything else I should know? 🧐
Adam: your… second gender. 😐
Noel: 😶 …wait, what?
Adam: just… something I can sense about you. Nothing complicated. 😐
Noel: …oh. 😤
(Why does he feel like he knows more than he should? Is he… dangerous? Or is it just me?) 😶)
Adam: anyway… eat first. You look like you haven't had a proper meal. 😐
Noel: 😑 …fine. But only because I'm starving.
She moved closer to the table, glancing at him out of the corner of her eyes, still wary.
(He's acting normal… but why do I feel like he's some kind of king? Something about him… it's unnerving.) 😶)
Adam: don't worry, I'm not gonna hurt you. 😐
Noel: …sure. 😤
She sat down, cautiously picking up the food, her mind racing, sensing danger and safety all at once in this stranger who somehow… feels like someone else entirely.
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